Authors note: Hello again! I'm aware that not much has actually happened in the previous chapters but I promise something will happen in this one (wink wink). I'm not sure whether to finish this fic here or not, I did have some other scenes I was planning to write but this chapter seems to have wrapped it up rather nicely and feels like a nice ending. I could use my other ideas in another a fic or I could continue this one, please let me know what you think!

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Chapter 5

Remus smiled to himself. He didn't feel exhausted and tense like he usually did the day of a full moon, just pleasantly sleepy. He tuned out the sound of Pete, James and Sirius chattering about trips to Hogsmeade, new pranks, how long their Transfiguration homework was and new plots to convince Lily Evans to go out with Prongs. Instead he concentrated on the sound of the rustling leaves above his head, the twinkling of the sunlight on the surface of the lake and the feel of the dappled shade on his face.

Sirius sat next to him, talking animatedly, laughing at some joke of James's. He had rolled up his sleeves showing his tanned forearms, silky hair tapering down to surprisingly delicate wrists, his top 3 buttons were undone and he had loosened his tie exposing his gloriously smooth throat. He was the antithesis of Moony, his skin was brown and smooth whereas Remus's was pale and scarred, he was scruffy where Remus's was neat, his hair long and straight, Remus's short and wavy, but Remus thought he looked divine. A bead of sweat trickled down his neck from under his ear and Moony had to fight the urge to lean over and follow the trail it made with his tongue.

He felt his eyes drifting shut and the sun made colours behind his eyelids, he squeezed them tight and watched the patterns dissolve to a coloured splodge when he squinted at the sun. He succumbed to his increasing drowsiness and lost himself in a sweet daydream.

He dreamt of being in an empty classroom with Sirius in the summer, the sun streaming through the window highlighted the dust but they didn't seem to notice. Remus lay on his bare stomach on the sun-warmed floorboards in front of the window. The floor was new and the boards were creamy white, the sun drawing resin from the golden knots, he squashed one of the sticky droplets with his fingernail, inhaling the strong smell of pine. Sirius walked over to him and rubbed a hand lazily over his naked back, Remus smiled and turned over so Sirius was caressing his torso, running his hands over the lightly muscled flesh. Sirius's eyes were dark with desire, his pupils dilated as he fixed Moony with a smoldering stare and pulled him into a furious kiss. Their lips crashed together and Remus was soon breathing heavily, light-headed with arousal. Sirius grabbed his hips, aligning their erections and as he ground into him Moony let out a sound that could only be described as a growl. Sirius pressed their lips together once more, tongues tangling, each exploring the warm cavern of the other's mouth.

As the dream Sirius was licking a path down Remus's chest the actual Sirius was feeling distinctly uncomfortable. James and Peter had left for a quick trip to the kitchens and Sirius was left with a sleeping Moony, not that he minded at all but Remus's chosen pillow happened to be Sirius's lap. The combination of the sounds he was making and the fact that his head was in rather close proximity to Sirius's crotch was making it very difficult for Sirius to hide the fact that his feelings for Remus were not purely platonic. It was when Remus let out a soft growl (a growl! He actually growled! Sweet Merlin help me) and breathed out heavily into Sirius's lap that Sirius lost it and felt all the blood from his head rushing southwards. Oh no, oh no, oh no! Oh god! Dumbledore in a bikini! Dumbledore in a bikini! Dumbledore in a bikini! He felt a sharp metallic tang on his tongue when he realized he was biting his lip so hard that it was bleeding. As soon as he felt his arousal subside he shook Remus slightly more roughly than was necessary.

Upon his rude awakening Remus looked up to find Sirius staring down on him in a way that was not dissimilar from his dream, even the same dark, aroused expression but he convinced himself it was just the lingering traces of the dream that made him see that. He realized Sirius was blushing. Blushing! Sirius Black! Then he realized the nature of his dream must have been slightly more obvious than he had thought. Both boys straightened themselves up and self consciously crossed their legs. Remus's hair was tousled and he had flushed a deep crimson. Sirius bit his lip again at the sight of a flustered and slightly disheveled Moony within arms reach. Remus spoke, his voice still husky with sleep, "You're bleeding" he said and reached out to Sirius, wiping the smear of blood away with the pad of his thumb. He let his hand there longer than was necessary, his palm against Sirius's cheek and his thumb on Sirius's lip. When he made to pull his hand away Sirius caught his wrist and without breaking eye contact, slowly and deliberately licked Remus's hand from his wrist across his palm to the tip of his middle finger.

There was a sharp intake of breath from both sides as they realized what had just happened. Sirius stared into Remus's eyes and where he had expected to see repulsion, he saw relief and desire. Remus moved his hand from Sirius's cheek to the back his neck and pulled him close until their faces were mere millimeters apart. "Oh, Moony" Sirius whispered huskily, as he bridged the gap between their lips and kissed him. The kiss was sweet and gentle, it was like a question, but before long Sirius's tongue pressed against Remus's lips, Remus granted him entrance eagerly and soon the boys were lying on the ground kissing passionately, their limbs tangled, their tongues eagerly exploring each other's mouths. When they finally broke apart Remus rested his head on Sirius's chest and sighed happily.

"How long have you know?" Remus asked tentatively,

"Ages, you?"

"Since third year. I never thought you would…"

"Me neither" Sirius laughed

They lapsed into companionable silence, they were holding hands and Sirius languidly stroked Remus's back. They both felt happier than they could remember, knowing that finally, they were complete.